The brown house, almost exactly the same as the Beck’s, turned black as pitch in the gloom. She had black hair, fine eyebrows, and a clear complexion; and the forces that had modelled her features had loved and lingered at their work and made them subtle and fine. As the woollendraper's back was towards him, he did not perceive him, but continued his passionate addresses. He began a jerky, broken conversation that lasted until they reached the station, and left her puzzled at its drift and meaning.
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